A/N: Please check the previous chapter. I updated it with more content.
Limbo [Present Day, 100 Million Years After The End Agreement]
In the deepest recesses of the Realm of Death, beyond the billionfold Regions, past the fractal infinities of harvested souls, where even the echoes of forgotten extinctions dared not linger, the Beast of Final Rest stirred.
For the past hundred million years, only the Beast had not made any advances towards the Origin Realms, and it seemed as if it had retreated from the battle, and no single specter of death had emerged from its realm.
However, in the depths of its realm, the Beast of Final Rest was evolving, or perhaps the word that should be used was devolving into something vaster, more primal.
